One of our goats was a Nubian, the kind in this picture. Pretty cute, right?
Picture found here.
We also had a Saanen and an Alpine.
Picture found here.
We also had a Saanen and an Alpine.
In some ways, the life of a kid with goats was a pain in the butt: having vacations hinge on whether you can find someone to milk while you're gone (and finding a neighbor in the suburbs who not only can milk, but is willing to do it twice a day for even just a few days is... well, about as hard a you'd expect); being a teenager and having to milk/feed them in the morning when you want to be sleeping in, and in the evening when you want to be hanging out; and trying to seem like just a normal kid when there are little handfuls of alfalfa that fell in your pockets when you fed the goats this morning.
But raising goats had it advantages, too: the milk's really good, as long as the goats are fed right; there were no unnatural hormones in the milk; blah blah blah we learned about hard work; and best of all- yogurt and cheese. My mom made lots of both, especially in the summer, when the goats produced the most milk (more daylight = more milk). Today, for the first time in more than ten years, I made goat cheese.
Chevre is the generic name for goat cheese, coming from the French word for goat. The kind of cheese most people think of when the think of goat cheese- that creamy, soft cheese that sort of has the consistency of a crumbly cream cheese- is the kind I made. and it couldn't be much easier:
Put a half gallon of goat's milk in a stainless steel pot (aluminum can change the taste). Slowly heat the milk to 195 degrees, stirring frequently so none of the milk starts cooking to the bottom of the pot. The milk will get frothy and start stinking the way that warm milk does, but it shouldn't boil.
Add 1/4 C lemon juice very slowly, stirring while you add it. As soon as it's all in there, though, stop stirring. Let the milk curdle. It'll look really disgusting.
Add a bit of salt and let it cool to 100 degrees.
Strain the curds from the whey for 2 - 4 hours, until it's the texture you want (I wanted ours to be more creamy, so I only strained it for about two hours). You can buy cheesecloth at kitchen stores, or sometimes at the fabric store, but my mom discovered something better: In the paint section at Home Depot, you can buy two paint strainers for about three bucks. They work as well as expensive cheesecloth, and they're reusable, cheap, and just the right size. They're good for jelly bags, too.
And there you have it! Homemade chevre! Luke and I are each going to get one half of the cheese to make a meal for the other. I'll show you what we come up with.
Well, I don't know if you know, but I love goat cheese...
ReplyDeleteAlso, Chevre means "cool" in Spanish. Weird.
ReplyDeleteI remember those goats and the milking chores from our summer stays at your house. You kids were such good workers! We have lots of goats here in Nigeria, but they really don't use them for milk at all -- it surprises me. But I was just staying at a friend's house watching her kids, and their cook made ricotta cheese very similar to this -- she used powdered milk and white vinegar. I rarely make lasagna here because if I can find ricotta in the stores, it's super expensive. I'm going to try it and I already put the paint strainers on my US shopping list. Hope the cheese was good!
ReplyDeleteYou constantly impress me with your knowledge and ability.
ReplyDeleteYour discussion of the pros and cons about raising a goat made me feel kind of homesick for the place where I grew up. I had friends that had goats or lived on a dairy farm, and they would have to get up super early to milk the cows. I helped them with their chores sometimes. I did not envy them.
Rachael: maybe Luke and I should make another dinner for the family sometime. Something with goat cheese.
ReplyDeleteAunt Carolee: this actually is a ricotta. It should work perfectly for a lasagna. It turned out really well, and the only thing I would change is to add more salt (I probably added between a quarter and a half teaspoon, and it wasn't quite enough).
And Heather: Thanks! It's funny now, looking back, how relatively easy morning chores were, but it seemed SO HARD to a kid. Feeding took five minutes, MAYBE, but I'd put it off for twenty minutes because I didn't want to do it.
Goats cheese is an acquired taste. I was not keen on it when I first tried it, but now its a different story. We eat it quite a bit, so I appreciate being shown a home-made version. Who knows maybe one day i will try makign some from scratch too.
ReplyDeleteChores were easier and quicker for you! But I was the one doing the milking, and that took at least half an hour each time. Longer if we had two goats...
ReplyDeleteWhen we first got the goats, I was too little to milk because they could pull me around, and my hands got really tired from milking. When I got older, we would often do one goat each. When you started Jr. High, I had to milk in the mornings, since your school was earlier. I had my turn with the harder chores!
ReplyDeleteOne of the times I broke my ankle was when I was letting Caprice out to milk and instead of running to the stanchion, she ran to the ditch behind the shed, and when I ran after her I tripped and broke my ankle. Did YOU ever break a bone for the goats?